Redsand Canyon Breathe into me

Listening to Beroya speak, Nyra felt some sense of relief. 
The experience of others was something she was still relying on in a handful of ways, especially with becoming a master in combat. She had climbed the ranks of the Saints in a matter of months, all the while training her ass off to reach her goals. 

Perhaps Beroya was more than correct on this matter...
"Wisdom is something I have yet to fully come into, you seem to have plenty of it though. " Nyra sighed with a soft smile, humble at least for the moment.